Now that yoga pants seem to have completely supplanted other jogging/athletic wear (looking forward to seeing currently generations wearing them in retirement), these were probably inevitable.

Sometimes we feel like we understand R2’s bleeps and bloops better than we understand the machines we use during workouts. METS? Aren’t they a baseball team? Shouldn’t that be on the TV and not the elliptical machine? And SPM, which we like to think of as SPUTUM. Also, the Heart Rate Monitor just told us we were dead.

Have you been looking for an outdoor stove, but can’t find one that’s ominous enough? Or maybe you’re just looking to build a steam locomotive version of the Death Star (The Death Star Express!) and need an appropriate firebox?